Gusts of cold wind swept by, howling and hissing like it was hell. The eerie and bone-chilling sounds gave people the creeps and fear, and everyone retreated at once.
Soon, more and more red mist started swarming over. While the surrounding trees were withering at a rapid speed, the thick mother tree in the middle not only showed no signs of withering, but it even seemed to be receiving nourishment. Its leaves appeared greener than before, and its branches were growing thicker as well.
The most startling thing was that it seemed to be growing slowly but steadily in this red mist.
"W-what's going on here?! Liuyue, the mist is spreading over!" Mu Hongyu looked at Chu Liuyue as she nervously held the golden mane bear cub in her arms. The same thing we saw before is happening now! Are we going to—
Whoosh!
